So, it being a beautiful day, we’ve gone into the city to do some writing out in the world. I’ve also worked out a way for my hero to shaft all the bad guys during the build-up, and a way for it all to go wrong. Much more fun than him simply playing their game and reacting to external events.
The wife is working on her cake price list. I’m glugging back cider and re-writing. Oh, and the Museum of Contemporary Art has some awesome brutal art going today.
Flying entrails! Perfectly setting the scene for chopping some more word count.
Where are we all writing today? Anybody typing away in an igloo? Would love to hear about it.